Sheet, Mang!

I've been folding and unfolding sheets for two days!! We've got a ton of them here and my project was to get them organized by size so that I don't have to fumble when I'm looking for a specific size. I think I finally have it all figured out, apart from a few queen or full size sheets that I may have misjudged. I'm really good at organizing, but not so good at keeping things organized. I'm working on it, though.

Today when I finally emerged from my cabin I helped the guys lift wall frames for the second floor of the new cabin. I spent the morning with my sheets project. I sort of like helping them out because I'm interested in the process. I'm not, however, looking forward to the framing that has to go up over the giant open space in the cabin. One of the walls is open from the first floor all the way up to the roof. That should be fun. I'm impressed with the amout they've done in just one week with only two guys working. They'll be putting the lam-beam up on Monday, which means the place will have a roof in no time. They definitely know what they're doing and I'm learning a lot from them.

They made fun of me because I was in my pajamas the whole day - baggy printed pajama pants and a giant hoodie. You know what, I don't think the sheets I'm sorting care what I look like! When I told them that they said, "the delivery guys do!" Huh?? Turns out I have a fan club here among the guys that have been delivering stuff for the new cabin. What's the deal here?!?! Do I have some special quality that attracts men from lumber yards? Alaska is a weird place. In Boston I attracted homeless people - here I attract men from lumber yards. There's something in the water here, I tell ya. I have to go to Home Depot tomorrow. . . wish me luck.